Surfacing

[intertext]

I'm beginning to feel a little more normal. At least, I can tell people about Cholmondeley without bursting into tears. There's still a bit gaping hole where he used to be, though.

His photo made Explore on Flickr. That's a nice thing.

This week, I managed to function in classes. Tuesday, I felt a bit of strain, but today things went well. I felt the group was on My Side, which is always nice. Online courses seem to be going gangbusters, so that's good as well.

I wish I didn't have to go to a dept meeting tomorrow. I think it might be not fun, but I will try very hard to float above it, and not get involved in the politics of it and escape unscathed. That would be the desirable outcome, anyway - to be unscathed.

Oh, and my Paris photo was chosen for the guidebook. I'd quite given up, then I got an email from them a day or two ago. So, yay.

And, lidocafe - you know I'm thinking about you and hoping that all will be well for you soon.

Comments

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

I completely agree about a timetable for grief. Let love just be what it is, and grief too.

It's too bad, in a way, that the good news about your photo had to come at a time when you couldn't enjoy it the way you might otherwise--but that's still a wonderful accomplishment.

I'm so sorry about how you must be missing Cholmondeley--nothing can replace a friend, human or otherwise.